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Zhong Kui's Diary
Back home, I took a can of beer from the fridge, downed it in one go, and tossed the empty can into the trash. I flopped heavily onto the sofa, my mind swirling with chaotic questions.
After lighting a cigarette and taking a few puffs, I calmed down a bit and went through the jumble of information in my head, trying to make some sense of it.
Sha Zhiyuan's wife, Yeh Rong, has an enemy. I don't know who this enemy is yet, but he has a scar in the shape of a Pentagram on his left chest.
This enemy is extremely meticulous and ruthless. First, he poisoned Yeh Rong's food. Once she became addicted, he informed Sha Zhiyuan about it to push for their divorce.
Then he tricked Sha Zhiyuan into giving Yeh Rong all his money and devised a scheme to get Yeh Rong to relapse. After that, he called the police to report her, leading to her arrest.
Finally, he bribed Dong Xiaocheng to ensure he wouldn't act, indirectly causing Ye Litong's death.
How much hatred does this person have for Yeh Rong to go to such lengths to trap a widow with an orphan?
I called Guo'er to inform her of the situation and asked her to check with Yeh Rong if she could recall any enemies. Before long, Guo'er's call came back; Yeh Rong claimed she had no enemies.
No enemies? That seems unlikely. Who would go to such extremes against someone unless there was a deep-seated grudge? Is Yeh Rong lying? Or is there more to this than meets the eye?
I extinguished my cigarette butt and lit another one, taking a deep drag as I decided to think from a different angle.
Yeh Rong's husband, Sha Zhiyuan, transferred his clothing company and mobile phone agency. I wonder if this enemy had any involvement; it seems very likely. Otherwise, why would Sha Zhiyuan sell off his assets?
Moreover, with the frequent supernatural incidents at Rui Company and the photocopier automatically printing out Ye Litong's ID card, what does that signify? A demonstration? Or a hint? One thing I'm sure of is that the anomalies at this company are definitely related to that enemy.
Of course, if I could find the person with the Pentagram scar on his left chest, all these problems could be easily resolved. Unfortunately, finding this person is nearly impossible. Star City is a provincial capital, not a small town; no one walks around in a tank top or shirtless on the streets.
After thinking for a while, I called Sima Sanguang.
After some casual chit-chat, I directly asked, "Can you remotely control the photocopier to turn it on automatically and print things by itself?"
"That's easy," Sima Sanguang replied with a smile.
"Do you mean it's possible?" I was suddenly filled with joy.
"Of course it is," Sima Sanguang said. "You have to understand that a Photocopier is an external device connected to a computer, and it is controlled by the computer. A simple example: if you want to print an image, you just need to find the printer driver on the computer and control the printing directly."
I quickly told Sima Sanguang about the supernatural event I encountered. After hearing this, he laughed heartily, "Is that all? You actually think it's a supernatural event? You're really misusing the term. It's simple; just install a program, and you can remotely control the Photocopier to turn on automatically. As for printing the ID card, it was already saved on the computer beforehand; there's no need to place the original on the scanner."
"I see, I understand now. By the way, do you know who this person is?"
"I'm not a god; how would I know who this person is?" Sima Sanguang chuckled. "However, I can send you a software. You can copy this software onto a USB drive and plug it into the Photocopier when no one is around. Then call me, and I can remotely check which computer printed this ID card through the software."
"Damn, you're amazing! Knowing you is truly a great pleasure in life! Suddenly, I feel like singing... let's live freely in this world, galloping on horseback..."
"Stop being so cheesy; just send me the files later," Sima Sanguang laughed and hung up.
After receiving the files and copying them onto the USB drive, I was in such a good mood that when I pulled out the USB drive, some ash fell onto it. I quickly blew off the ash, but a black spot was still burned into the plastic casing of the USB drive. I didn't think much of it; what does one black spot matter? I thought about working overtime tomorrow to figure out what was strange about the Photocopier. As long as I found out who was messing around in the company, everything would be fine.
With that in mind, I slept exceptionally well, so much so that when my phone rang loudly in the morning, I didn't want to answer it at all. I covered my head with a pillow and continued sleeping.
The phone kept ringing insistently until finally, unable to take it anymore, I picked up the phone without looking and shouted angrily, "Who is it?"
"Zheng Nan, why aren't you at work?" came Xiao Lin's calm voice from the other end.
Work?
Work...
Work!!
Damn it, I completely forgot that I'm an office worker! Looking at my phone, I realized it was already ten in the morning. No wonder Xiao Lin called to check on me.
What should I do? Hmm, pretend to be sick! At this moment, I must decisively pretend to be ill.
I immediately said, "Ms. Xiao, cough cough cough, I'm feeling a bit unwell. Cough cough, I'll get up right now..."
The voice was very weak and the tone was very sad. "Stop pretending, didn't you scream very loud just now?" A chuckle came from the other side: "Zheng Nan, didn't you just oversleep? Who has never been in such a situation? I will give you half the morning off , Just arrive in time in the afternoon, there is a page to be sent to the printing factory today.” “The leader’s eyes are clear, I will get up right away.” I hung up the phone. When I rushed to the company, I found that the positions of Zhao Donghai and Zhu Qi were empty. I was surprised and asked Chen Shan on QQ: "Why is there no one in the copywriting team? They eloped." Is it done?” Chen Shan posted a laughing emoji: “They went to the media to talk about hype, and they probably won’t come back until very late.” Hype, alas, it’s just hype again. It seems that domestic companies can’t survive without hype. Like going down. I forwarded the order given to me by Xiao Lin to my 'Queen Designer'. When it was almost time to get off work, I received the file prepared there. I pretended to open it on my computer and took a screenshot for Xiao Lin looks, Xiao Lin praised me a few words, that’s it, I quickly made relevant extensions, such as exhibition stands and hanging flags and other documents. I casually sent the size specifications to the designer, asking him to quickly prepare them for me. I didn’t see the designer’s response for a while. This designer has no professional ethics, but found that I just sent it to the wrong place, and I actually sent it to Zhu Qi. Damn, it’s over, maybe the secret will be exposed now. I rubbed my temples and weaved a few reasons, just in case Zhu Qi wanted to ask me, I would answer like this. After thinking for a while, it was time to get off work and I was asked to work overtime as always. Xiao Lin and others were also accustomed to it. After finishing what they were doing, they left the office one after another. I ordered a fast food. When I went to the front desk to get the fast food, I took a look at the situation in the lobby. Well, it seems that there are very few people working overtime today. There are only two people busy in the entire lobby, and neither of them ordered food. It should not be Will stay a long time. After dinner, I started to read, but I accidentally looked over my head. When I came to my senses, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening. When I walked outside, I saw that the hall was empty and the office next to it was also dark. Painted, that is, I am the only one left in the entire Rui Company. He whistled twice unscrupulously, humming the song "Although we are all sheep, but we can be roasted very delicious...", wandered to Photocopier, coughed loudly, and started to go up and down Look left and right for the USB interface. As soon as I found the USB interface and inserted/inserted the USB disk, Photocopier buzzed. I sneered and tried this again. Isn't it just a girl's ID card? I've seen it too many times. Is it possible that you can still scare me? He casually fished for the paper outlet, took out a piece of A4 paper, unfolded it and saw, hey, this time it was not an ID card, but a sentence. ZhengNan, the heart is behind you. I was a little surprised. I turned around quickly and looked back. There was a wall behind me. It was empty and there was nothing.
Who is joking with me, and how does he know I'm next to the Photocopier? Just as I was puzzled, the Photocopier buzzed again, and another sheet of paper was printed out.
I reached out to take it and looked closely; it had four words.
Left Side of the Heart.
I looked to the left, but there was nothing there. What the hell, are they playing with me?
Then the Photocopier kept buzzing, and several sheets of paper came out, each with the following written on them:
Right Side of the Heart.
Heart's Top.
Underneath the Heart.
Continuing with Behind the Heart.
...
"Who!" I shouted.
The Photocopier paused for a moment, then a sheet of paper came out that read: "I am a ghost!"
Hmm, it's actually communicating with me in this way.
"What do you want?" I yelled.
"I want your heart."
"What do you want my heart for? There's nothing there."
"I just want your heart; whether there's anything in it is none of my business. When your friend goes out, do you think 'heart on the road' means something bad will happen to them? This is just a friendly reminder."
"Are you crazy?"
"Right in front of the heart."
Tch, here we go again. I was about to shout a few curses when a cold laugh suddenly came from ahead. I looked up to see a Black-Clad Masked Figure appearing in the office cubicle ahead. Damn, the Black-Clad Masked Figures are out now; can it get any more ridiculous? Without saying a word, the Black-Clad Masked Figure raised a hand, and a sharp gust of wind rushed toward me as he threw a Glass Teacup at me.
He actually wants to smash me with a Glass Teacup? Isn't that a bit childish? I crouched slightly, steadied myself, and aimed a punch at the Glass Teacup.
With a bang, the teacup shattered into pieces. At the same time, a cloud of white mist erupted from the cup and rushed toward me.
Damn it, I've fallen for it. I silently cursed and held my breath, preparing to retreat to the right. That strange white mist hidden in the glass cup must be toxic; it's best to avoid it.
With a whoosh, another Black-Clad Masked Figure emerged from the right cubicle, raising another glass cup to throw at me.
At the same time, several Black-Clad Masked Figures stood up in front of me and on both sides, each one holding a glass cup ready to throw. With no other choice, I could only retreat.
I leaped back forcefully, but before I landed, I felt a rush of wind behind me. With a bang, stars exploded in front of my eyes, and then I fainted.
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